Chapter 56

On that day, Murong Changfeng, Gu Ye, the third prince, and Yuebai had a chat for nearly an hour in the attic outside the first room of the emperor.

The content of their conversation is unknown. The atmosphere of the four people is strange when they are together. Although they like to stick to Murong Changfeng, there are three other characters that she can't afford. She still has to stay away from them, so as not to cause fire.

But like a lot of ugly girls in the building, she was still curious!

Far away, hiding in the room opposite to Tianzi No.1, she still couldn't help looking at it secretly for a long time. It was OK not to look at it. The more she looked, the more frightened she was.

As early as Murong Changfeng appeared, we could see that the three people did not react correctly.

When the four chat, Changfeng delivers tea to Gu Ye, and Gu Ye takes it with both hands! Not to mention his attitude towards Changfeng, this respect alone has already explained many problems.

The third prince's face seems to be filled with some hostility and defense against Changfeng. It's strange that he has always been a arrogant man who is not afraid of heaven and earth. How can he be so afraid of a merchant's descendant?

In addition, Yuebai is an old enemy with the third prince and Gu Ye. When he met today, he was obviously suppressed. However, since seeing Changfeng, he seems to have fallen into some kind of thinking. When facing Gu Ye and the third prince, he is less angry and more calm. Is this change brought about by the appearance of Changfeng?

But Ji Wujin has no time to think about it any more. When night falls, tomorrow will be the day for dancing in the palace!

The next day dawn.

Xiaoxiang building is busy. Ji Wujin is also surrounded by a group of women. She gets up, wears and puts on makeup. All kinds of things are piled together. Almost everyone is around her and Xiao Panpan.

Zhenzhen and floret are arguing about the color of a flower inlaid hairpin. Suddenly, a figure walks into the room outside.

Lifting his eyes, Ji Wujin smiles and squints his eyes,

"Changfeng, do you get up so early

Murong Changfeng was dazzled by the smile that rose against the light. The woman who was surrounded by the crowd and was wearing heavy makeup in front of the mirror was smiling and shouting at him,

"Changfeng, are you getting up so early?"

"Long wind, long wind..." See Murong Changfeng suddenly Lengshen, Ji Wujin smile more fierce, shake his hand, elongate the voice and call him.

Murong Changfeng suddenly returns to God and sees Ji Wujin. He is stunned for a moment and then laughs.

"Wujiao, you are going to dance in the palace today. This dress is very beautiful."

Ji Wujin smiles happily,

"really? Don't tease me

"When did I coax you?"

"Hee hee Mr. Murong, you came here this morning and talked like honey. I see, if you go on talking, Jiao's mother will be lost for a while. " Zhen Zhen covered her mouth and said with a smile.

Ji Wujin glared at her and quickly explained to Murong Changfeng,

"Changfeng, you don't want to listen to her, this girl always likes to talk nonsense!"

Murong Changfeng smiles more and more gently,

"no problem, what Zhenzhen says is always pleasing."

Ji Wujin's ears are warm and he wants to say something, but he sees a pedestrian coming out of the door. It is Murong Changfeng's entourage, and the royal guards.

"Childe, everything is ready." Royal Guards respectfully said.

Murong Changfeng nodded, Ji Wujin opened his mouth in surprise,

"do you want to leave so early?" I had known that Murong Changfeng would pay tribute to other countries and would go to court today, but I didn't want to be earlier than her. "It's not bright yet."

"The offering of tribute is a great event. We need to wait outside the temple before entering the palace, waiting for the call."

Jinyi's eyelids jumped and looked up at Murong Changfeng. He didn't understand why the young master was so patient as to explain to this woman. And the truth is tonight at the latest. How can this woman know? When the time comes, I don't know what her reaction will be. It must be more than a thousand times more powerful than the present flattery.

Cui is painting the eyeliner for Ji Wu Jin. It happened to hear this, but she saw the red eyes of Ji Jin, and Xiao Cui immediately got into a panic.

, "charming, charming mother, is it not comfortable to prick your eyes?"

Ji Wujin shakes his head and reaches out to rub his eyes, but he is quickly persuaded by Zhenzhen,

"Oh, dear mother, it's so easy to draw a good yuandai green eyebrow. Don't spoil it!"

But Zhen Zhen's hand is slow. Ji Wujin has already rubbed up all her makeup around her eyes. Her wet tears are mixed with brown eyebrows, which makes her look like a cat without washing her face.

Murong Changfeng looked at her in amazement. When she saw herself in the mirror, she immediately covered her face,

"don't look, don't look, you're in a hurry, go quickly..."

She covered her eyes and talked for a long time, but her surroundings gradually quieted down. She opened her eyes with some doubts and looked through her fingers. She saw Murong Changfeng, who did not know when she had come to her.Touching her secretly opened eyes, he laughed again,

"OK, it's really late, don't make trouble." He took a wet towel from Zhenzhen's hand, Ji Wujin hesitated to stop his hand, Murong Changfeng simply opened her hand, and without waiting for Ji Wujin to blush, the towel had gently attached her eyes.

Ji Wujin only felt that towel was warm and warm. She swam in her eyes. Sometimes she felt itchy. Suddenly, her heart seemed to melt.

Take away the towel, she blinked, barely in the light to see Murong Changfeng's appearance, but see his hand and persistent eyebrow pen toward her face.

"Young master, you..." The royal guards can't help but make a voice. The noble body of the young master can't help thrashing for such a dusty woman!

"Sit down, don't move. You've painted flowers. You're really a flower cat." Murong long wind warm voice whispered, is nervous disorderly Ji Wujin suddenly quiet down.

Murong Changfeng's hand moves gently in front of her eyes, and her eyebrows gradually draw bright colors. In the bronze mirror, there is a silly staring at her and a dedicated Murong Changfeng.

"Long wind." Ji Wujin felt a little sour throat. Although he knew that he would leave sooner or later, he never thought that when the real departure came, she would be so reluctant.

"Yes?"

"Shall we meet again?" She was so afraid that parting would be forever.

"Ha..." Murong Changfeng laughed, "silly words, of course, I'll see you again. You forget that if you go into the palace to offer dance tonight, will I still be watching?"

"No, I'm not talking about this. I mean, after today, the tribute is over. Are you just..." Ji Wujin can't say any more. His voice is very sour. God knows how she hates to leave so much.

Murong Changfeng held the eyebrow pencil hand for a long time. After a long time, he gently put it down. Facing Ji Wujin's sad eyes in the bronze mirror, his voice was unusually firm,

"no, no Jiao, I will not leave Fengcheng."